"Listen, this fairy gave you the first task-"

"Seven days later, enter Cangyun Academy."

The woman in purple spoke lightly, but her words surprised Yang Fan:

Cangyun City is the only main city within a radius of 100 miles, and there are eighteen towns under it.

Cangyun College is the highest university in Cangyun City. If you want to enter Cangyun Academy, you need to have very outstanding martial arts talent and strength, and become a martial artist at least level 6 before the age of sixteen.

Among the thousands of teenagers in the entire Jinji Town, there are a total of nine who meet this condition.

With a rate of less than one percent, the competition is cruel!

Yang Fan is sixteen years old, but his cultivation is only a second-level martial artist, let alone Cangyun Academy, even the last academy in Cangyun City, he can't enter.

And now, the woman in purple gave him seven days and wanted him to enter Cangyun Academy, how could this be?

However, with the strength of the woman in purple, if she is willing to help him, it is really not impossible!

But then, Yang Fan's hopes were dashed in an instant:

"This fairy will go first, see you in seven days."

After saying this, the woman in purple turned into a streamer and flew away, leaving only Yang Fan wearing a princess dress messy in the wind:

If I don't get any resources, how can I do it?

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something."

At this time, the streamer flew again, and the woman in purple went and returned.

Yang Fan was pleasantly surprised, and finally remembered that he forgot to give him cultivation resources?

However, the next moment, his smile that had not yet bloomed instantly froze.

"When you were unconscious just now, this fairy put a seal on you."

"Seven days later, if you don't come to this fairy to ask for an antidote, you will probably explode on the spot."

After speaking, the woman in purple turned into a streamer and went away.

Yang Fan felt a chill on his back, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar.

"This little girl's skin is really not a thing."

"Boy, this vendetta has to be remembered, add another month, and you must make her lie in bed for four months in the future!"

The little golden loach in the sea scolded and scolded, and then changed the conversation:

"But you don't have to worry too much, boy-"

"With Uncle Long as your martial soul and guiding you to cultivate, it's a piece of cake to enter any academy."

Hearing this, Yang Fan was overjoyed.

Although the way to obtain it is strange, he is indeed a person with a martial soul now.

Moreover, his martial soul is still conscious and can teach him!

Perhaps, his fate has really changed from the moment he was forced in.

"Dalong, how many stars are you a martial spirit?"

Yang Fan asked expectantly.

Martial souls also have strengths and weaknesses, which are divided into one to nine stars, corresponding to the nine realms of martial arts.

The higher the level of the martial soul, it means that he can easily become a high-realm powerhouse.

"How many stars? Hehe. ”

"Uncle Long is beyond the level, he has reached the Infinite Realm, don't use a few stars to evaluate Uncle Long!"

The little golden loach looked disdainful.

"Hold the grass? You can't be the lowest star, right? ”

Yang Fan subconsciously felt bad.

The yellow little loach was not good-looking, coupled with the prodigal personality of this ruffian, Yang Fan felt that this martial spirit might get a batch of spicy chickens.

"What do you think!"

"The so-called nine-star martial soul is barely qualified to lift shoes for Uncle Long!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan was almost sure that the name of the little loach should be Long Aotian.

How terrifying is the nine-star martial spirit?

A martial artist, if he can awaken the nine-star martial soul, as long as there is no accident, it means that he has a high probability of cultivating to the ninth great realm of martial arts-

Martial Saint!

It was a terrifying creature that could overlook the True Martial Continent!

A martial saint stomped his feet, and the entire True Martial Continent trembled!

Therefore, the nine-star martial soul is also called the holy soul!

Long Aotian is stronger than the Holy Soul?

If you kill Yang Fan, you won't believe it.

Yang Fan only hoped that Long Aotian could barely be qualified to lift shoes for the nine-star martial spirit, then he would have to thank the Heavenly Buddha.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't bother to argue with Long Aotian anymore, he silently watched him brag, and then properly agreed. In the final analysis, no matter how spicy the chicken is, it is also his martial spirit.

"Dalong, since you said that you are beyond the level, then just show me your hand!"

Yang Fan said expectantly.

Ordinary martial artists cultivate, relying on themselves to slowly swallow the aura of heaven and earth, the speed is very slow.

Soul warriors are different, they can communicate heaven and earth with martial souls, inhale spiritual energy like a whale, and their cultivation speed is far beyond that of ordinary martial artists.

Moreover, the martial soul can also enhance the spiritual power in the martial artist's body, and it can also perform powerful soul skills, greatly enhancing the martial artist's combat power.

Generally speaking, a martial soul also has at least one soul skill, and the higher the level of the martial soul, it can also burst into many powerful soul skills, which is very terrifying.

"Ahem."

"Uncle Long was looking for you, there was a little accident, and his soul power was less than one-ten-thousandth of what he was at his peak."

"So, you have to be mentally prepared, Uncle Long may not be very strong now."

"However, as long as you find the elixir and the treasure pill, and let Uncle Long recover his strength step by step, Uncle Long will become stronger and stronger, until it is beyond your imagination!"

The little loach was a little lacking in confidence at the beginning of speaking, and returned to Long Aotian's nature as he spoke.

"Okay, then let me see your current strength first."

"Ready? I'm going to practice! ”

Yang Fan's requirements for Long Aotian are not high, after all, it is not his normally awakened martial soul, but it is obtained by fusion.

Yang Fan sat down on the spot, his breath sank into the dantian, his mouth and nose opened, and the pores of his body stretched, and he began to absorb the aura that was free from heaven and earth.

"Uncle Long is here!"

The little loach roared domineeringly, manifesting into a phantom, shrouded Yang Fan's head, and bloomed with a pale yellow light.

Then, like a black hole, it frantically absorbed the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Streams of heaven and earth aura condensed, like a hundred rivers converging into Yang Fan's body.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

"I can't stand it! It's so cool! ”

Yang Fan exclaimed, his face distorted slightly, but not because of pain, but because of excitement.

In the past, when he was cultivating, the aura of heaven and earth he inhaled was as pitiful as a drizzle, how could he have enjoyed such a hearty dripping rain and dew?

"Roar!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but roar again and again.

A large amount of spiritual energy entered his body, surging in his body, and after one wonderful reaction, it turned into martial qi and entrenched in Yang Fan's dantian.

The energy in the body of a warrior is called the qi of martial arts.

Yang Fan was a second-level martial artist before, and he condensed the qi of two martial arts.

Now, the third martial qi has taken shape, and he has broken through to the third level of martial arts!

"It's so cool!"

"More violent! I still want it! ”

This feeling is so refreshing, Yang Fan seems to have flown up to the clouds, and the power in his body is rising wildly. Rumble!

A large stream of aura entered the body fiercely, and Yang Fan condensed the fourth martial qi and became a fourth-level martial artist!